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Last Train
03:24
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It’s the last train running, I hear the creaking of the track
It’s the last train running, before the line becomes a path
Now the back door is open, and there’s cooking going on
It’s like the siren has just sounded , long before the stack was blown
On that last train running
It’s the last train running , you hear it echo through the streets
Its when the buckets were still moving and there was work beneath our feet
And the dust was like mascara, on every working man
And the bars were never emptied, until last orders rang
It was a time to be remembered, it seems hard to understand
That you’d hear each shift a-changing, it’d be the life blood of this land
On that last train running
It’s the last train running, and now you mustn’t make a sound
No you mustn’t wake your brother, he worked a double underground
Now the tips are covered over and the rain that falls is clean
And that last train running is nothing but a dream
Its the last train running and its never coming back, but somewhere in the distance
I hear the creaking of the track, of that last train running.
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After the Storm
03:42
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We were standing in the corner of the lookout by the shore. You were lifted on my shoulders and asked just what you saw
You said you saw three ships a-sailing and they’re coming on our way. You asked what do they carry, did I know and would I say?
Well, the first it carries barley, wheat and boxes wrapped in hay. While the second is an army to keep this war at bay, but the third it has no consequence whatever it’s cargo, ‘cos when its set to leave, well, that’s our chance to go
After the storm, after the waves subside. After the storm, after the mountain slides
That third ship will carry us away
Well once a generation comes a storm that’s on it own, where rivers come from nowhere and homes get over thrown. Well the first two ships were scuppered with all hands making shore, so it was through the mist and rain came the third ship that I saw
After the storm, after the waves subside. After the storm, after the mountain slides
That third ship will carry us away
But if the heart says no, well, its hard to leave those bonds and bridges, if the heart says no, well, its hard to leave those bonds and bridges. What the heart don’t know is the cracks under our feel don’t show and the horizon always comes around at the start of every morn. So if you ever want to leave just say, after storm, after the storm.
After the storm, after the waves subside. After the storm, after the mountain slides. That third ship will carry us away
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Louise
03:24
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Louise, you’re the apple of my eye. Louise,
I hope God has a reason why
Louise, come on give us a smile and let the world revolve around you, just for a while.
By a river, on a sandbank, in the corner of your mind
Will you lay back in the long grass, just take a ride
Oh Louise , you worry and fret about Louise. There’s nothing to get stressed about
Louise, Louise, Louise, Louise
Louise, you’re the apple of my eye. Louise, I hope God has a reason why
Louise, come on give us a smile and let the world revolve around you, just for a while.
By a river, on a sandbank, in the corner of your mind
Will you lay back in the long grass, just take a ride
Louise, you’re the apple of my eye.
Louise, I hope God has a reason why
Come on , give us a smile and let the world revolve around you, just for a while.
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4. |
Cast in Bronze
04:30
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I’ve seen my heart bend and break, feel so secure in your embrace. As the full moon follows me home, I reach inside and I feel warm.
Oh, to be your lover , I’d need no other
If our bodies could be cast in bronze , I’d be holding you forever and in a thousand years they’d find us , we’d still be holding on, together
I love to bring you little things, that flutter by on angel wings, but what you hold is deeper in my heart. And if you tied what I feel to the ground with ropes of steel I’d move the earth for you
Oh to be your lover, I’d need no other
If our bodies could be cast in bronze , I’d be holding you forever and in a thousand years they’d find us , we’d still be holding on, together
My love she hides me from the riggers of the day. She sneaks inside me and I feel happy that way
If our bodies could be cast in bronze , I’d be holding you forever and in a thousand years they’d find us , we’d still be holding on, together
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Girl on a Plane
03:41
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Met a girl on a plane. Met a girl on a plane. Never to be met again. Met a girl on a plane
Saw her at the check-in desk, the kind of girl that makes me feel second best. But we both made the same mistake, we got our roll call wrong, told we had to wait
Met a girl on a plane ,Met a girl on a plane
Got my seat with window view, and blocked out any thought of you. But a logo’d bag against my knee, meant that you had come and sat right next to me.
So as we rose above the clouds, the sunset brought the house lights down
I caught it with some camera time, that’s when you spoke you asked ‘ Could you take one with mine?’
Met a girl on a plane. Met a girl on a plane
Sometime later, we touched down. Back to earth with both feet on the ground. If I saw you leave through baggage reclaim, how would I know if we would ever meet again?
Met a girl on a plane
We talked about who we are. You said you worked away, you said you worked in HR. You said when you left home you knew it’d be hard, but you never knew how hard it’d be living on your own, I said yeah well I play guitar, I don’t have a plan I just don’t get that far. As we drifted in our seat, I though, yeah, maybe we could meet.
Met a girl on a plane. Met a girl on a plane.
Sometime later we touched down
Met a girl on plane , never to be met again, didn’t even get her name.Met a girl on a plane.
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6. |
We Still
03:31
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Time, little bit faster now, like the lines on my skin, don’t know where to begin
But our hands still touch and the big dreams don’t matter much
Cos after all this time, we still …we still
Yeah underground to Paris babe confetti kissed our youth goodbye
You rescued me from the grenade we were young we could fly, we still fly
And our hands still touch and the big dreams don’t matter much
Cos after all this time, we still…
Time, little bit faster now, like the lines on my skin, down know where to begin
And our hands still touch and the big dreams don’t matter much
Cos after all this time, we still …we still
From twenty to eighty you got me like an old school movie, the world travelled to us making rivers and stories of our memories
And our hands still touch and the big dreams don’t matter much
Cos after all this time, we still…
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A.U.S.T.R.A.L.I.A Ray
03:22
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A U Stoped Transmitting Ray, All Love Is Accepting
Are U Still Traveling Read A Letter It’s Apitomising
That there used to be, a five string symphony
And like any song, as it plays along, you find all soul get bound together
Anew, U Sail Tomorrow Reach Across Life's Inbuilt Arrow
Ask Urself . Sounds Tempting, Re-aim, A new Land Is Awaiting
And there used to be, a planned simplicity
But like any home if left alone is when things get cracked they just get stuck together
Maybe the path that you were on was always there
But I always felt you’d find a way, from the words you wrote just yesterday, might still be there inside for you to say, Ray.
A.U.S.T R.A.L.I.A. Ray.
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Strange days
04:01
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Tara posts a picture, it’s the first one of the day ,it has her looking in a mirror with a tan from San Tropez , but she hasn’t been abroad since San Antonio. Is it hard to keep that figure with the twins in tow?
Strange days in the valleys, strange days are these. God help you if you stay here and God help you if you leave
Johnny works the bus stop , he’s standing in the line, he does the Jackson moonwalk, said he met him one time. But the bus leaves without him, he said he’ll catch the next instead, but his journey’s like his stories, they’re all in his head
Strange days in the valleys, strange days are these. God help you if you stay here and God help you if you leave
Now my friends they try to tell me that my life is miles away and living here will only drag me down, but sitting in the porch light of the Forge in a drunken haze, just want to look around remember these strange days
Dennis drives the green van, comes every Thursday night, you hitch a ride around the block if you catch him just right. He whistles ‘Y Viva Espana’ , says he’ll retire there one day, but he worked every week that I saw and he just slipped away
Strange days in the valleys, strange days are these. God help you if you stay here and God help you if you leave
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Standing Stone
04:18
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I can still hear your voice from the valley below, on the wind is the scent from your hair. I remember the times we made plans together and our thoughts never strayed from here
I still believe you’re anywhere doing anything you want to do. I still believe you’re living life loved and free. I’ll be your standing stone, whenever you make it home, whenever you need someone I’ll be your standing stone
There’s a tree bares a scar with our names upon it, that the wind and the rain try to spoil but the marks that we made they run deep and forever, while the ground always soothed our needs
I still believe you’re anywhere doing anything you want to do. I still believe you’re living life loved and free. I’ll be your standing stone whenever you make it home whenever you need someone I’ll be your standing stone
Oh Superman can lead such a lonely life, to hide himself away and never take a wife, but he’s saving all our souls for the greater good of man, he doing what he does, maybe just because he can
Well some things we let go while others remain, as our thoughts move from then to here and I can still hear your voice from the valley below
and on the wind is the scent from your hair
I still believe you’re anywhere doing anything you want to do. I still believe you’re living life loved and free. I’ll be your standing stone whenever you make it home whenever you need someone I’ll be your standing stone
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10. |
3 2 Go
03:05
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Well the first came at me swinging as I listened to our song. All teeth and arms and spittle as the music played along. But I caught him with my right boot, a surprise that was all mine, ‘Cos he’d only seen my left foot hitting pedals and keeping time
So this broken band of brothers, it’s this you ought to know. I’ve put one down in the corner and there’s three to go
As he lay there in the comer with such malice in his eye. He said ‘Why’d you go and do it, why’d you’d let both our dreams die’. He said the others would be coming with better moves than this
So you better pick up that six string’ my ugly brother hissed
But this broken band of brothers, it’s this you ought to know, I’ve put one down in the corner and there’s three to go
Now I said my hearts an engine that’s fired by my soul. And when I play that six string, yeah , I think about our goal. But friend something just happened , it ain’t no trick or sin
I just left my heart wide open and real life crept right in
Now I know there’s no forgiving after the promises have gone. But our dreams aren’t really dying they’re just moving on
My broken band of brothers, it’s this you ought to know..
I’ve put one down in the corner and there’s three to go
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11. |
Sulk For Wales
03:08
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There’s a kind of hush that I hate,
it’s when the Sunday morning dust has settled on the grate. Some words were spoken, they’re etched upon my brain, I can’t remember who said what or who’s to blame
I try to change the subject, but my conversation fails. Its such a wasted effort ,when you can sulk for Wales
The house still trembles from the volume that we raised. Even our photographs look a little dazed. I try to raise your spirts, well, it couldn’t do no harm. Cos I’d rather a raging storm than all this calm
I dance around with stories and entertaining tales. It’s such a wasted effort cos you can sulk for Wales
Oh we puzzle God’s creation in the making of females. While you just sit around watching our heads chasing our tails. You put a needle in the haystack and now you’re handing out the bales. We never stood a chance, when you can sulk for Wales
Oh I say that I am sorry and I acted like a kid
but the truth is I can’t remember exactly what I did , but I’d do anything for you, walk through broken glass and nails . And at the end of the day, you still can sulk for Wales
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12. |
Country For Sale
04:56
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Oh, you’ve got a lovely turn of phrase, leading us a dance through an untruth maze.
When all truth is fictionless, a story more or less, I can’t believe a word you say
Oh you got a lovely dimpled smile, say you’ll take our shoes and you’ll walk a mile
‘Cos a well used platitude, and a high brow attitude works to fool once in a while
I don’t believe that in your heart you mean to keep us all together
I don’t believe the words you say will end in making our lives better
County for Sale, fresh on the carousel. Country for Sale, everything worth cash must sell
Oh, you got a warm embracing charm, like a lost Sad Sam that can do no harm
But things you give away are not just gone, but its all those places they came from
I don’t believe that in your heart of hearts you want to make us better
I don’t believe that in your words you will bring us all together
County for Sale, fresh on the carousel. Country for Sale, everything worth cash must sell
So you think you’re heart and mind’s the same and if I cried you’d feel my pain
but I’ve more to lose and less to give away. Country for Sale.
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ROB LEAR Cardiff, UK
'Strange Days'the new album from Americana folk artist Rob Lear.
From the Welsh Valleys, Rob and his
band first's release was debut album, ‘Let it Go’, followed by 'Motorcycle Heart' mixed and co-produced by Richard Thompson’s Grammy-nominated producer Simon Tassano. Recording Strange days in homes, gardens, sheds, garages throughout lockdown has resulted in a much loved and personal body of work.
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